Bottles and Bibles

Bottles and bibles Litter the floor An all night revival Passed out around 4:00 Now the preacher's been drinkin' But it's hard not to do Since she ran out the screen door And swore they were through Oh Lord, if you care, send a spirit down here 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow When everybody in town points a finger at you But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled They don't know you at all, but they think that they do He didn't believe her He just knew she'd come home But the nights kept a-crawlin' As he laid there alone He'd call up to Heaven He'd hope and he'd pray But the line's always busy Since he went astray Oh Lord, if you care, won't you answer his prayers 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow When everybody in town points a finger at you But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled They don't know you at all, but they think that they do Now the bottles and bibles Broke out in a fight The whiskey fought hard, son And took the victory that night They found him a-layin' Face down by the stairs Dressed up for a sermon Nobody would hear Oh Lord, if you care, send your angels down here 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow When everybody in town points a finger at you But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled They don't know you at all, but they think that they do So Lord, if you care, send your angels down here 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again